Soon, it was discovered that a person was lying on the couch in the cubicle, with a black handbag next to it and bloodstains on the handle, presumably the bag for the money.
Allen Zhang, with gun in hand, walked over and tentatively called out, "Hey, buddy, you okay?"
"Alright, it looks like you're not doing so well..."
Placing the gun to his head and taking a closer look, the man was covered in blood with several gunshot holes in his chest, and had been dead for quite a while.
God knows how he stubbornly made it here, running through a hail of bullets. Daring to rob a bank, he was a tough one, just unlucky.
Allen put on gloves, opened the black handbag, revealing stack after stack of green US dollars, counted carefully, and found a total of 260 thousand US Dollar!
"Boss, I've checked, there's only this one cabin nearby, no one else."
Sieg entered, quickly noticing the handbag. Curious, he came over, couldn't help but be shocked: "So much money?"
